Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Threads Of Gold
I'm not a photographer, so I'm not sure how well you can see these photographs, but my little tree house has been honored by the presence of a spider, in the most perfect spider web. I opened my terrace doors this morning and I saw what looked like golden thread, gleaming in the sunlight. Inspecting it closer, it saw the most perfect spider web, neatly anchored on one side to a planter box, and on the other side to the roof of my terrace. In the middle, basking in the sunshine, is a little golden spider whom I have named -- what else -- Charlotte.
Charlotte's creation reminds me of a rose window in a grand cathedral, it is such a wonderful feat of engineering. And it's all done by one teeny, tiny little spider. Charlotte obviously worked very hard to create this little home and she's not disturbing anyone, so I am going to leave her there as the perfect accoutrement to my terrace. Somehow, it makes it feel complete. If you click on the pictures, you can get a better look. If anyone out there knows anything about spiders, perhaps you can tell me what type of spider is Charlotte?